In the void outside the Qingyang Divine Mountain, there seemed to be several hazy figures, appearing and disappearing.
"I didn't expect that old fellow Tianwu would come out of seclusion so soon. What a pity... the ancestor has been in seclusion for a while, otherwise this divine object would belong to my Great Sun Divine Sect."
"No problem. Even with the help of Tianwu Saint, it's still difficult to deal with that old guy Su Tianyang. Let him test his limits."
"The Qingyang Sect has existed for too long. All traces of Su Haoran should be erased."
"That's right, in the talent trial, the blood and qi can break through to 298 feet, which is unprecedented. It is very likely that he is a descendant of the Su family. He must be strangled in the cradle."
"It seems that none of you want a second Su Haoran to appear, hahahaha."
The leader of an ancient sect spoke up with a very unfriendly look. Back then, Su Haoran was too powerful and almost wiped out their lineage. This was a deep blood feud.
Not only the Qingtian Dao Realm's Changsheng Dao Sect was nearby, but also the holy sects in other regions. After learning about the appearance of the Dao Palace, they arrived at the mountain gate of the Qingyang Sect, wanting to find out who had seized it.
However, Saint Tianwu jumped out first. He could not wait any longer because after the ancient catastrophe, the spiritual energy weakened and the rules were incomplete, causing the lifespan of these saints to drop sharply.
Back in the ancient times, he lived for more than 100,000 years. Now his energy and blood have dried up, and he will die in a few thousand years at most.
I have tried all kinds of methods to prolong my life.
Place your hopes on the divine objects in the Taoist Palace to see if you can use them to break through the bottleneck and reach a higher level.
In the ancestral land, Su Tianyang looked up, his deep eyes, like divine light, seeing through the clouds.
His face turned gloomy. Although he expected to attract the attention of his enemies, he didn't expect... that a saint would come to him so soon.
"We have the longevity pill, so we can go all out from now on."
"This is your first time protecting the Dao, so I will use the blood of a saint to celebrate for you."
Su Tianyang rubbed Ye Changqing's head lovingly, then soared into the air. Although his body was old, his invisible force broke through the sky!
Countless array patterns condensed from the mountain gate and transformed into a dazzling sun. The scorching temperature made the heaven and earth boil.
"If you want a divine object, a saint alone is not enough!"
"If it weren't for the old fellow from the Central Divine Realm who saved you, you would have been killed by my eldest brother long ago."
"Today I am here to test your quality!"
Su Tianyang laughed loudly, holding the sun in his hand and pressing forward.
"You don't know what's good for you. I'll drain your energy and blood today. It won't be long before you die. I wanted to have a good chat with you, but now it seems there's no need!"
The gray-robed Tianwu Saint sneered. He was not prepared to fight to the death. With the Great Sun Killing Formation in place, even if he won, it would be a miserable victory.
Next, all we need to do is slowly deplete Su Tianyang's energy and blood. His time is up, and once it's exhausted, he will die.
At that time, the divine object will naturally fall into your hands.
“Sizzle…”
He took out a long, jet-black sword, filled with murderous intent.
The cold blade light was so fast that it shattered the void and turned into black fragments.
The whole world seemed to become dark.
The two sides engaged in a battle that was difficult to see with the naked eye.
In the ancestral land, the Holy Lord of the Divine Pill had a solemn expression on his face, and his spiritual sense explored the periphery of the Qingyang Sect.
"It seems that these old guys are very restless. They all want to know your identity and whether you are a descendant of the Su family."
Several familiar figures were discovered. They were all antiques from tens of thousands of years ago, and they were the ones who controlled the Taoist tradition of immortality.
Now that he appears here, it is obvious that he intends to take action.
After all... the divine objects in the Taoist Palace are too tempting.
None of them have broken through the holy realm yet, and they want to use this opportunity to obtain divine objects, break free from shackles, and then achieve enlightenment.
"They are just a bunch of trash who are not even at the Saint level. My dear, lend me a ray of Saint-level origin energy. I can burst out with the fighting power of a Saint in a short period of time. I will deal with this so-called Tianwu Saint first."
The young man in black robe glared angrily.
Are you setting your sights on yourself?
Are these people worthy?
If its origin hadn't been damaged, it would have killed that damn saint right now.
Ye Changqing's little face was also full of coldness. At this moment, he also understood that in this world... there were too many people eyeing him.
Whether it’s because of the Su family or because of the divine object.
It has touched the nerves of many old guys.
"If you have the chance, kill him!"
The childish voice revealed a cold murderous intent.
A wisp of pure white and flawless original energy floated out from the fingertips and poured into the Heaven-Swallowing Cauldron.
“Buzz buzz buzz!”
A faint humming sound came from the ancient tripod.
The shadow of the young man in black robe became much more solid.
A faint aura of saintly pressure also emerged from him.
He carefully felt the changes in his body, and his heart was filled with joy. This power of mastering the avenue... made him feel like he was back in the past.
"Don't worry, my lady. We will never let him leave peacefully!" He laughed loudly, dragged the Heaven-Swallowing Cauldron, turned into divine light, and shot towards the sky.
You know, my side job is just making pills.
The combat power of weapon spirits can also be improved according to their grade. For example, a weapon spirit of the Saint Soldier grade can defeat all opponents below the Saint level and is almost invincible.
This is also why, although many holy places and Taoist sects have not produced saints, they can still survive in the world because of the foundation left by their ancestors.
"If this quasi-imperial weapon can recover two or three times its original power in the future, it may be able to reach the combat power of a saint."
The Lord of Divine Pills showed an envious look, considering the many holy-level medicinal kings and this ancient tripod.
Ye Changqing can establish a supreme Taoist school by himself.
This is the charm of the Taoist Palace, which even saints yearn for.
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